"Hmm, what's going on?Qing Mang's soul seems to be a little wrong!" Zhang Yang, who was walking around the beast domain with the two-headed demon wolf, suddenly found that the Qing Mang soul in his mind seemed to have become weak, and he was writhing wildly in his mind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Could it be that Qing Mang is in danger?" Zhang Yang's mind changed rapidly, Qing Mang was entrusted to him by Long Qingyun, not to mention Qing Mang's future growth space and future help to Zhang Yang, even with Long Qingyun's relationship, Zhang Yang couldn't let Qing Mang have an accident.

Zhang Yang looked around, found a relatively low small tree, put the little demon wolf on the branch, and then released his spiritual power to cover his body, covering his human scent, and dived towards the small valley just now.

Zhang Yang has been wandering around the forest with more than a dozen two-headed demon wolves for a long time, and Zhang Yang estimates that even if the demon wolf clan rescues the little demon wolves, it will take a long time to return to the valley, which is enough for Zhang Yang to see what happened to Qing Mang.

Zhang Yang did not choose to avoid the territory of some spirit beasts in the forest this time, but once he found a spirit beast that was stronger than himself, Zhang Yang urged the old dragon's natal essence blood with all his strength to release a wave of power from the Heavenly Dragon Clan.

Under this coercion, all the spirit beasts were far away from hibernation, even if they knew that someone had invaded their territory, they did not dare to run out to check, and the pressure of the trembling soul pressed on their heads like a mountain.

Zhang Yang was very fast, and he returned to the small valley in a moment, and following the soul connection with Qing Mang, Zhang Yang quickly found the cave where Qing Mang was.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Zhang Yang stretched out his spiritual power with all his strength and probed into the cave, "It's such a deep cave, I really don't know if there is anything in it that has a huge attraction to Qing Mang." ”

After discovering no danger, Zhang Yang dodged into the cave and galloped along the dark road in the cave all the way down.

It only took a cup of tea to make Zhang Yang finally see the light not far ahead. At this time, the young soul in Zhang Yang's mind was illusory like a shadow, which could be shattered and eliminated at any time.

"Huh!" A golden light flashed, and Zhang Yang also entered the center of the cave, and the first thing he saw was a huge Qingmang lying not far away. At this time, Qing Mang's skin was open, his blood flowed all over his body, and his breath was like a gossamer, and the ground where Qing Mang was lying had already turned into a piece of red soil.

"Qing Mang, what's the matter? How did you become like this?" Zhang Yang came to Qing Mang with an arrow step and asked in a deep voice.

"Lord...... Person...... Master, I'll come in all the way......" Qing Mang raised his eyes, saw that it was Zhang Yang, and intermittently explained the things in the cave to Zhang Yang.

"Jiaolong?" Zhang Yang was also surprised when he heard this, wondering if there was actually a dead Jiaolong here.

Turning around, Zhang Yang looked up and down at the behemoth entrenched next to the blood pool, "Sure enough, it's a dragon, I really don't know how such a powerful spirit beast could die here?"

Zhang Yang then turned his gaze to the blood pool that gave Qing Mang a headache, and Zhang Yang's spiritual power touched it slightly, and he really felt a layer of barrier, just like the prohibition in the endless corridor that Zhang Yang and Belle left behind when they first entered the Sword Palace.

"I can't imagine that this dragon will have such a ban when it dies, I'm afraid I don't want to let some other low-level spirit beasts spoil its essence and blood!" Zhang Yang sighed lightly.

If Zhang Yang had been in the past, he would definitely have no way to take this ban, but now that Zhang Yang has discovered the magic of the old dragon's natal essence blood, this ban will no longer be able to stump Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang stretched out a hand, his heart moved, and the golden vitality covered it, in order to be safe, he extracted a trace of Long Qingyun's pure dragon power from the natal essence blood in his mind and injected it into his palm, and then slowly put his palm towards the forbidden paste on the blood pool.

"Roar!" When Zhang Yang's palm was just close to the prohibition, the blood light flowed on the prohibition, and a small dragon phantom appeared, roaring at Zhang Yang.

"Jiaolong Spirit, it's a pity that you have met your ancestor!" Zhang Yang chuckled, and he didn't see any other movements, and a grander and more threatening dragon groan suddenly came from the golden light on his palm.

A mini illusory dragon head emerged from Zhang Yang's palm, opened its bloody mouth and bit down on the opposite dragon spirit, swallowing the entire dragon spirit into his stomach.

"Uh! swallow!" Zhang Yang was stunned, he didn't expect that the little dragon conjured up in Long Qingyun's natal essence blood would have such a trick.

After the mini dragon swallowed the dragon's spirit, it retracted into the flamboyant flamboyance. Then, Zhang Yang felt a strange energy spread to his mind along his arm, turning into a rain of light sprinkled in his mind.

"It's ...... This is the power of the soul!" After the cyan light rain was sprinkled, Zhang Yang only felt as if he had taken some big tonic, his soul was extremely transparent, fluttering like a fairy, and even with Zhang Yang's spiritual power it had skyrocketed by more than thirty percent.

For low-level martial cultivators, the soul has always been an ethereal thing, and at the same time, the weakest thing in a person's body. Legend has it that there are some evil martial cultivators on the Tianci Continent who specialize in soul secret arts, kill countless people, collect other people's souls to strengthen their own souls, and then in the battle of the same level of martial arts cultivators, they directly crush the opponent's soul with their powerful souls, which makes it difficult to prevent and difficult to parry. Maybe others just look at each other and smile at you, and you die in a daze, without a trace of wounds on your body.

The soul is stored in the body, and legend has it that even if the body is destroyed, the soul can survive independently for a period of time, and even find a body to borrow and be reborn and live another life. And such a person, Zhang Yang teamed up with Bing Lingzi not long ago to kill one.

The soul is fragile but powerful, fragile because it is vulnerable, and powerful because most of the achievements of a martial artist in his life are related to the soul.

Those who are born with a strong soul have a superb understanding, and they can understand it at one point, and their comprehension of exercises, supernatural secret arts, and even the laws of heaven and earth is much faster than others, and they will naturally get twice the result with half the effort. After the soul is strong, the mind is clear, there is no obstacle to the heart and demons, there is no interference from external objects, and he is dedicated to martial arts, how can he not have great achievements.

It is rumored that there is a kind of magical secret method in the academy in the south of the Tianci Continent, and after the cultivation of the soul of a person with a strong soul, the soul can be divided into two, half of the body is controlled to fight with people, and the other half of the soul is separated from the body to launch a sudden blow, which is extremely terrifying.

Zhang Yang stood there quietly, quietly feeling the sublimation of his soul, which was a supreme enjoyment, as if he was outside the nine clouds, touching the clouds in the nine heavens, and enjoying the rain in the sea.

Zhang Yang's spiritual power was involuntarily released, soaring up along the space above the belly of the cave, until he rushed out of the cave, came to the forest, and saw the green world outside, birds of prey and beasts.

"Cool!" Zhang Yang suddenly shouted, laughing, "I really made a lot of money this time, I thought it was an opportunity for Qing Mang, but I didn't expect it to be my chance, my spiritual power can now cover at least a radius of fifteen miles." More importantly, I feel that my soul has never been so clear, as if everything is smooth and my ears and eyes are clear. ”